You Sound Sleepy - Chapter 1.2
An hour later, Lin Mian was obediently sitting on a reception sofa in an office.
The office’s half-closed door revealed a person outside the office appearing to make an overseas call. Helpless to the situation, Lin Mian roughly estimated the time of the next phone call, carefully adjusted herself to an upright sitting posture, delicately added the finishing touches to her look of repentance, and then soundlessly inspected her surroundings.
The sunlight radiating on the office’s bookshelf from a window, the interior of the office was spacious, and the decor was quite particularly chosen. Lin Mian’s eyes lingered carefully on a bookshelf. The wooden bookshelf, which completely covered a side of a wall, contained a plethora of professional books in all sorts of thicknesses. All of the books had one thing in common; they all looked incomprehensible to her.
After arriving at the office, her attention immediately focused on a plaque in the office. Gold gilded words were clearly pasted on the plaque’s silver background. It read: Associate Professor of Law, Que Qingyan.
The same person was currently making an overseas call outside the door.
Lin Mian desperately wanted to go back in time to when Xu Tong had called her two months ago and ruthlessly cut off the line, preventing this entire fiasco. She should have never accepted her proposal.
Xu Tong was her cousin.
Her little cousin was a sophomore at K University. Half a year ago, she departed to Canada for a student exchange session for one semester. Two months ago, she returned from the student exchange in Canada. Immediately after her return, Xu Tong hastily applied for an international volunteer project, and after her visa was approved, she briskly gathered her luggage and passionately rushed to return to Canada once again.
The reason? The little girl encountered a steamy romantic lover in Canada. An international romance transcending borders bloomed. Desperate to spend more time with her little boyfriend, she promptly scampered back to Canada, disregarding her college courses.
Xu Tong and Lin Mian from a very young age grew up together. In addition, since they were both residing in City B, their relationship became even tighter.
Before leaving for Canada to see her boyfriend, Xu Tong called her and pleaded. “Sister Mian, let’s forget about the other courses and only focus on this one required professional course that I’ll miss due to my little excursion. I heard that the old professor who teaches this course is extremely strict and hot-tempered. Furthermore, attendance is mandatory in his class. Those who are absent for even a single time are forced to drop his class.” Finally, she got to the point. “Please, attend this class and pretend to be me! Please, save this child!”
Lin Mian didn’t buy the idea. “Xu Tong, I graduated university three years ago. Do I even look like a college student?”
“Yep, you definitely look like a college student. Extremely pure and cute!”
Xu Tong said this sentence from the bottom of her heart. She and Lin Mian have known each other for so many years, the latter having been a beauty since childhood. Even back then, Lin Mian had red lips and pristine white teeth, and when she grew up, her facial features became even more charming. She had delicate pale skin and a bright, clear pair of eyes. When they went shopping, those who didn’t know would think that Xu Tong was the one taking along her little sister and not the other way around.
Xu Tong promised again and again, “All you have to do is arrive on time. The old professor’s eyes are not good, so once he’s finished taking attendance you can slip away. He probably won’t even realize it if you slip out from the front door.”
Lin Mian agreed unwittingly at the time. After all, isn’t it just an attendance thing? A piece of cake, right?
But she didn’t expect that the professor of this class would be temporarily replaced by Que Qingyan. She also didn’t expect that she depended on the class to cure her insomnia. And she never expected…
She never expected that she would be waiting to be admonished in someone’s office.
She listened for a little bit. Talking to the other party in a logical and clear manner, Que Qingyan was still on the phone, his voice steady, deep, and pleasing to the ear.
Sleepiness began to overtake her, Lin Mian murmured a few unintelligible sentences before dozing off.
Indeed, his English was also hypnotizing…
Lin Mian woke up shocked.
…she actually unknowingly fell asleep!
Petrified from embarrassment, she pretended to sleep for a little while longer. Soon, she tentatively opened and raised her eyes, fixing onto a nearby male figure.
There was a table between him and her. To think that she would just casually sleep here for so long with nobody waking her up. Lin Mian, with a half-opened her mouth, apprehensively said, “Professor Que.”
Currently, Que Qingyan was reading through some material. Hearing her words, he glanced at her and paused. “My office doesn’t have juice. Would you like water or coffee?”
He treated her like a child.
“There is no need for drinks.” Lin Mian could admit her mistakes. She bowed her head twice and said, “Professor Que, I’ve made a mistake. From now on, I will never sleep in your class again.”
Yet, in her head she was actually thinking, From now on, I need to find a more secretive sleeping place.
Que Qingyan responded with an ‘uh-huh.’
Just as Lin Mian was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the other party handed over a green slip of paper that read: “《Convention》Article 1, Paragraph 1, Discuss the scope of application.”
She skimmed through the piece of paper and lowered her head with a contrite expression.
Her conclusion? She couldn’t possibly “discuss the scope of application.”
Not long after, an opened foreign law book was in front of Lin Mian’s eyes. Notes covered an open page of the book, and next to the notes were annotations written lightly in sharp, pretty letters. Que Qingyan glanced at her. “After you finish your analysis on this case, notify me.”
He wrote these annotations. Reasonably speaking, I should at least understand it, right?… Lin Mian gave a tentative look at the law book. Impossible. She bowed her head even more apologetically.
Professor Que was silent.
He must think that I’m unable to learn. He must think that I possess no knowledge. He must think that I can only sleep. Lin Mian shamefully reflected. She had been heavily praised during her childhood. That was great and all, but after crossing into a certain professional discipline, she had become illiterate.
Instead of fixing her faults, Lin Mian decided to shamelessly comfort herself. Anyway, he won’t remember me. It’s little Xu Tong’s reputation that’s being lost here. What am I afraid of?
After those reassuring statements, Lin Mian’s heart was stable. Finally, she once again looked up at Que Qingyan. Noticing her gaze, Que Qingyan lifted his eyes and looked over at her.
Caught off guard by his gaze, Lin Mian’s fingers, which were resting on her knees, wriggled slightly.
…He hasn’t changed. He still looks so handsome.
The desk was right next to a window. At this time, the sunlight spilled through the window and bathed Qin Qingyan, outlining his deep and charming facial features. Lin Mian couldn’t tear her gaze off his handsome figure. Qin Qingyan curled his lips into a slight smile.
Originally wearing a mask of frigid indifference, Qin Qingyan subtly twitched his eyebrows as he smiled. Her heart shook. She compared this smile to the bleak blooming of a Clivia lily in the bone-chilling winter frost, carrying restraint, chill, and an enchanting sense of asceticism. She couldn’t help but wish to draw closer to him.
Entranced, Lin Mian gingerly scrutinized Que Qingyan’s smile. She lacked time to derive the general meaning of his smile and her trance was soon disrupted by Que Qingyan.
He retracted his gaze from her and turned a page with his slender fingers. “Write a 10,000-word minimum reflection paper on your sleeping in class, and when you’re finished, turn it in to me.”
She sat there stunned for ten seconds. After recovering, she leaned forward, struggling to suppress the numerous curses and swears that were directed at him. With the first syllable “Fu” caught between her lips and teeth, she suddenly heard him say, “20,000 words.” Although the voice wasn’t harsh, it was frosty. “If I hear you say naughty words again, I’ll add another 10,000 words.”
Lin Mian’s mind was filled with a long string of curse words.
Despite this, she blinked innocently in confusion, then softly mumbled, “I didn’t say any naughty words…”
“En…,” responded Que Qingyan. “20,000-word minimum paper reflecting on your actions. Turn that paper in with your midterm papers that are due in two weeks.”
What was I thinking? Did I actually compare that man’s smile to the blooming of a Clivia lily in winter???
Trapped in her past memories, Lin Mian brooded in silence.
My sincerest apologies to the Clivia lily…